A Deadly Sense of The Seven - July'17

“OH! HOW AWFUL! THAT SMELL.”
Let’s play a game of Jeopardy!
That’s your reaction when it drifts into your home
That is always your reaction
Unless you were born into it

It’s pungent, pervasive, excessive,
Intrusive and rude
And when the scent falls down the pipes
(Perhaps with some form of solidity)
That’s when it’s all over

“RODENTS? RATS?”

It comes in paper stacks of green
And several other deadly senses of the seven
It comes in excessive jewelry and fancy high heels
In large mansions and the absence of generosity
It comes in the absence of compassion
More or less a permanent replacement

Licked lips and smirks
A vibe one cannot forget

Dear, I’m sure you’ve smelled it before
Maybe it drifted into your system through tongue
Or maybe it fancied a ride to your lungs
And eventually to your aortas